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Chapter 258
Cyrus Harding gazed at the unfortunate man for a few moments with a feeling of deep commiseration; then,-- "My friend," said he, "the corral has only stables hardly fit for animals." "It will be good enough for me, sir." "My friend," answered Harding, "we will not constrain you in anything. You wish to live at the corral, so be it. You will, however, be always welcome at Granite House. But since you wish to live at the corral we will make the necessary arrangements for your being comfortably established there." "Never mind that, I shall do very well." "My friend," answered Harding, who always intentionally made use of this cordial appellation, "you must let us judge what it will be best to do in this respect." "Thank you, sir," replied the stranger as he withdrew. The engineer then
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